The Alpha in My Dream
She didn't look for a lock.
"Kieran? How... how are we still here?" she asked, her voice cracking with sudden, overwhelming confusion. She looked around at the silver trees, her fingers trembling against her lips. "The stories say the dream-link is just a beacon to help fated mates find each other in the real world. Once they touch in the waking world, the dreams are supposed to stop. Why are we still in the mist?"
Before I could answer, a soft, ancient warmth vibrated through the air, echoing gently inside our minds. *"You asked me, child."*